It's funny you should call,
I'm an island now didn't you know,
I've been wanting so long I'm not sure what I've done now,
Or what it was for.

Don't it feel like the Spring,
I'm watchful of everything,
Like the day before last when you passed me the glass and I crawled on your skin.

But then, I'm not sure
Am I falling apart?
Or addicted to start,
Starting over again.

So what's on your mind,
Leave your thoughts and your feelings behind,
I'm a cheap beer today but a champagne away,
From what I could call mine.

How I'd love to say love,
How I'd shiver my spine to say love,
How I 'd shake myself senseless,
I'm pointless, defensive,
And sick of this stuff.